From (girl-next-door) Dooney & Bourke to (classy) Miu Miu and (trendy sophisticate) Emanuel Ungaro to (disgusting) Ed Hardy. My heart hurts. I am SO OVER you, Linds. Wearing Ed Hardy is a sign that you are 1) still stuck in 2005 and 2) a loser.
You obviously don't care anymore. And now, neither do I.